Rain poured harder as Daniel’s words echoed in the clearing. I froze where I stood, water dripping from my hair, my heart beating too fast to think clearly. He was soaked, trembling slightly, but his eyes were sharp and cold.
“Daniel,” I whispered, stepping forward. “Where did you get that?”
He held up the small black drive between his fingers, its edges glinting in the faint firelight from the burning house behind me. “This? Let’s just say Adrian wasn’t as careful as he thought.”
My stomach twisted. “He was trying to protect it.”
Daniel’s mouth curved bitterly. “Protect it, or protect himself?”
“You don’t understand,” I said quickly. “There’s more going on than you know. The Broker, Helion, all of it—”
“I know exactly what’s going on,” Daniel interrupted. His voice was calm, but the
